She is slender and tall, and her small oval face makes her look outstanding, but she is obviously very shy. Being stared at by so many people, she lowers her head unnaturally and her face is red.
"She is the head of the Propaganda Department!"
"It is said that she is the former school beauty."
"It's quite beautiful..."
"It's not unfair to be compared to An Qing and the others. It's really far behind them."
Suddenly there were whispers in the classroom, and An Qing and the others realized that this little beauty was the school beauty before they transferred to Sanglia.
Seeing that no one answered her question, and instead went to talk about gossip, the little beauty became anxious: "I'm sorry, does anyone in your class have paint that can be lent to me? We are publishing a blackboard newspaper, but there is not enough paint.
Urgently needed!" Afraid that no one would believe it, she added another sentence
She was obviously really anxious, and her eyes were filled with mist. All the perverts in the class looked at their drawers and howled: Why didn't I bring any paint? I wasted an opportunity to meet a beautiful woman.
Seeing this, the little beauty's eyes flashed with sadness, "Is it true that no one has paint..."
"you guess?"
Suddenly, a clear female voice sounded, with a touch of nonchalance, but it had to attract people's attention.
Everyone cast their gaze over——
It's actually Lu Anqing
The little beauty's eyes immediately lit up with a glimmer of hope: "Classmate, do you have any paint?"
An Qing flipped through the book leisurely, supported her chin with her hand, and said again: "Guess?"
Everyone in the class almost vomited blood
Thanks to the good temper of this little beauty, someone else would have slapped her in the face. With her big eyes flashing, she asked cautiously: "Classmate, if you have some paint, can you lend it to me? Please!"
"Please beg me." An Qingliang flipped through the book without even looking at her.
The class suddenly became excited
“So cool”
"Lu Anqing is just playing tricks on others?"
"How impressive is your beauty?"
“But I think it’s so unique!”
But her sisters don’t think so.
Luoluo covered his face with a book and quietly said to Hanyi and Moli: "An Qing's poisonous tongue syndrome has struck again."
Hanyi shook her head: "I think it's Queen's Syndrome."
Mo Li pondered for a while... "Why do I think she had both attacks?"
The three of them all know that once An Qing gets bored, the mischievous factor in her body will kick in. The disease is intermittent queen possession + poisonous tongue, killing people when others block the Buddha.
Su Wan'er, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly slapped the table and stood up, "Lu Anqing! Do you have any classmates who love you? Is it fun to play tricks like this? Or does it really show your nobility!"
Haha, isn't pretending to be noble just for you, Su Wan'er?
An Qing was not angry at all and glanced at her lightly: "Nobler than you."